I'm Sioux Roslawski and this is my blog about writing, dogs, grown-up children, menopause, the joy of a marvelous book, classroom teaching in general, and specifically, the teaching of writing. You can email me at sroslawski(at)yahoo(dot)com.

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Thursday, July 25, 2013

A Thief...Now a Liar...And a Call for Submissions

Many years ago I stole a dog. I was wearing my son's hoodie and my husband's hiking boots as a disguise. Actually, I tried to steal it, but that night--of all nights--the beagle had been allowed into the owner's house. The next morning, my friend had to serve as dog-nabber. To find out why were stealing the dog or if we succeeded, or if this post is being written by me in prison as I serve my term for committing a felony, you'll have to buy a copy of Not Your Mother's Book...On Dogs published by the folks at Publishing Syndicate. Last night during the WWWP writing critique session, I shared a story about a big fat lie I told...for the sake of a dog. I'm hoping that in the near future, Chicken Soup snaps it up.

This is our dog, Foley. He was not stolen nor did we have to tell a lie
to get him. (In his mouth is "Disgusto-Ball," his favorite ball. This was the
ball he found in a neighbor's yard when he was in his first foster home,
and he's quite attached to it, despite it being torn up and...disgusting.)

If we're writers, we use our life experiences and we relive them as we try to move people. If telling stories and creating poems is not our thing, we keep our memories alive when we share them with our family and friends or we look at photographs from the past. What is something you've done that borders on dishonesty? And hey! Chicken Soup is looking for "Home Sweet Home" stories. The deadline is November. Fellow writers--get crackin'.

You go girl. Congratulations - just saw on your sidebar about CS - Just Us Girls! YAY. And read all your previous blogs that I haven't gotten to lately. Loved hearing all about your jobs, the chicken dinner (which remind me to give you a great creamy sauce like that for chicken - called Crock Pot Chicken. Easy peasy and yummy.) Your Foley is beautiful. After reading your story, I'd say Foley is super-dooper luck to have you as an owner.

Way to go, Madam, scheming to frame your son and husband for your attempted larceny. Then setting up your friend to take the fall for grand theft canine. Are you one of those Sisters in Crime mystery writers my mom was telling me about?